No One Will Ever Hurt You Again I Promise-Chapter 64: This generation and its needs

El sucked Theo’s lower lip, which he imprisoned greedily. They are so soft and supple that he wants to bite them and swallow them raw. The softness of the latter’s lips makes his head swirl with the gentle and fierce feeling that makes him lose his footing.

He felt like biting into a good quality of butter, so without hesitation, he tried to bite into the tender flesh of the other’s mouth. This one receives it with a groan, and a slight growl escapes from his throat, knotted with emotion, making El flinch, and his whole being begins to ask him to go further to taste this boy more deeply.

He forgets that they are still in front of his bedroom door and not inside. He seriously forgets if the other house occupants can hear his friend’s moans ten thousand miles away, even better when they are all under the same roof.

He leaned closer to Theo as if the latter were just a little dwarf in front of him. But, it’s only that urge to swallow him with all his might that is too powerful, which pushes him to do so, asking him to bend again and again towards Theo.

Theo accepted his relentlessness, which he found cute and very pleasant too, so he reared up towards him by raising himself on his tiptoes to offer him his lips even more with more passion.

These lips, which initially seemed to Theo a little hesitant and inexperienced, began to raise a severe fever in him. He is about to explode into many colors, which he had always imagined a hundred times. He often wondered what it would be like to let El make love to him.

And these hesitant lips begin to gain confidence in his while forcing the entrance of his mouth. This one invaded his mouth and imprisoned his tongue, on which he performs a back-and-forth movement of the most skillful, which leaves Theo puzzled and speechless. So, he’s not so inexperienced, he thinks for a moment, widening his eyes.

Forgetting the performance, he just suffered the sweet effects; he closed his eyes to savor the hot and fiery kiss he began to give back as he should. He lets his mind wander without forgetting what he’s doing, imagining all sorts of new and inexplicable things. He imagines El’s mouth on his manhood, doing the same movement back and forth as he just did with his tongue.

While his hands are hesitant to touch El for fear that the latter would realize what he is doing now, they become hot and ask only one thing to touch the latter’s skin, to feel his hair slipping between his long fingers.

It’s been a while since he’s only dreamed of this, grabbing him by his hair while kissing him. His dreams are populated with scenes where he holds his hair tight in unimaginable ways, and now he is afraid to touch or brush him a little.

He is afraid that this whole thing is only a dream and everything will stop if he tries to feel warm skin against his. Afraid El will leave him here panting and anxious with a load in the pit of his stomach.

El felt his hesitation to touch him, so to break the embarrassment he perceived and to put his shy companion at ease, he grabbed his arms around his neck. Theo swung half-opened his eyes to see if he was dreaming or if the other helped him to finish his gesture while he contentedly grabbed the end of his sweatshirt shyly.

It’s the first time he’s kissed or been with someone who cares and is cautious of his actions.

To give them the time they need and prevent his father from becoming nervous, Howie offers the latter to come with him, but Marc declines the offer. He cannot leave the two new boarders alone with those two up there. Only God knows what they’ll do next.

And since he cannot bring them with him to the Morgensterns either, they have a few hours before nightfall. He, therefore, suggests that they go for a walk to find some suitable materials to help Oliver for this evening.

It’s just a way to prevent them from listening to what is likely to happen in El’s room in the following minutes or hours. He feels that it will be painful even for the youngsters that they are.

When he thinks this one will only go upstairs to dress his friend and come back for the introductions, they’re now kissing outside the door, not caring about the newcomers falling on them. He shook his head with a sigh.

The youth of today is something he will not be able to understand. They are far more daring than all the previous ones and act as if they were the only ones in the world.

This generation is a beautiful whip that they have sought to flagellate themselves. It must be said that they are sadists for wanting to undergo the same things that they did to their parents when they were their age.

That’s what he thinks all the time, and every time he lays eyes on El, his boldness and cheekiness are second to none. He’s not even afraid to flirt with him sometimes just for pleasure, and most often, it embarrasses Marc. He likes to feel powerful in front of others and dominant. Maybe it’s because he’s always been the youngest all his life.

He thinks although they weren’t better, at least they had a slight fear of the elders, which remains to be proven anyway. They all say that always, be sure the next generation will get the same song from El’s era they call degenerates now.

Despite his sometimes rough and mostly annoying ways, Marc admits his parents have done an excellent job with him. They gave him time to make his choices and left him open to other options while advising him, making him more independent and more open-minded. He indeed has to watch over him day and night, but he trusts him, which matters most. That’s one of the reasons why he lets Howie off the hook a bit.

The Kerfs were in the living room. Marc checked Oliver’s wound with Perth, who was too worried and dragged the poor pup behind him like a kid.

"This wound is very nasty, but don’t worry about it will heal shortly. The pain he feels now will leave soon," he explains to them to calm Perth when he sees the state of his brother’s tongue.

"But how could he bite himself like this? Did he want to chew it up and swallow it like a cannibal or what?" He wonders without asking his brother the question, but Oliver can see the worry and questions written all over his forehead. He knows his brother way too well.

"Come on, boys," Marc shouted to them. "Let’s go for a walk. We have things to take care of before it’s too late."

They were still in the living room watching a show, but they were bickering more than really caring about the show since Perth still couldn’t figure out how his clumsy brother could inflict such an injury on his tongue.

Like the well-behaved children, Perth and Oliver immediately went to their new room to collect their sneakers to hang out with Marc leaving the house for El and his guest for a bit.

El felt their approach. He tore his mouth away from Theo’s, who reluctantly let him go. The lovers he kisses are rare, and the ones he dies to kiss do not exist until a few minutes ago.

El noticed he looked like a beaten dog and a lost puppy which does him a lot of good, he tells himself that he is doing a hell of a good job for that the latter to look at him like this, and a small smile appears on the corner of his swollen lips before dragging him into the bedroom.

He likes what he has in front of him and wants to know a bit more about this boy. How is he in bed? Is he as fierce when fighting? Because he is altogether a different person from the one, he knows and once hated.

As soon as he closed the door behind them, he put the lock, and he pushed Theo against the door, grabbing him by his neck. Theo is slightly surprised at his gesture but doesn’t let anything show. He’s ready to let him lead him where he wants and how he wants. Right now, it’s not what’s important but what he wants to feel being in his arms, so he’s willing to let him take control of this part.

He lifted his sultry, cloudy eyes to El, who was only waiting for him to look at him, then he swooped down on his lips like a raptor, this time, he didn’t just taste his lips innocently. He devoured them like a hungry beast.

He invades the latter’s mouth, playing with his tongue, while he takes off this apron that Howie put on him, grabbing his firm cheeks ass, making him flinch...

He leaves his mouth to cover his neck with an ardent cloud of kisses hot as a stove, which gives goosebumps to Theo, who finds himself naked under his caresses. Theo feels drunk with all these sensations going through his body, each as new as the other, as if it were his first time making love.

This one went down along his neck to his nipples by holding him flat against the door. He plays with his hardened nipples; alternately, he nibbles them and sucks them furiously and then gently simultaneously, which creates even more unleashed sensations in Theo.

Theo doesn’t know which one to focus on and which he prefers, so he allows himself to be done as El wishes. He is content to receive them as a passive and very compatible receiver.

This is the first time in his life that he finds himself in such a position- that he finds himself in the place of the passive. He is usually very active in his making-out session and sometimes too much.

And here he is, he receives without giving, he allows himself to be made love whereas usually, it is he who makes love to his lovers, to his one-night stands, and in a way, he loves the feeling of letting go. He just has to enjoy it again and again without getting tired or worrying about his performance.

For once, he will let himself be pampered in bed. He thought with a mental chuckle that he deserved it after everything El put him through.

Howie comes out of the house with all his little pack of well-behaved dogs behind him. They are so happy to go out with him that they do not know where to turn. They run before him and then return to him, wagging their tails. It’s been a long time since he took them for a walk. He can tell by how they’re jumping with joy that they’ve missed him.

He cast a last glance towards the terrace, then a crooked smile formed on the corner of his lips before he opened his car door for them. They all rushed into the car, some in the front seats, another in the rear ones. Then he went to slip behind the wheel. Before starting the car, he whispered to them.

"Be wise, don’t do anything stupid and reckless. Just enjoy this ride offered to you, nothing more, or you risk regretting it bitterly."